Broken home

As she stands from a far and examines the old room .

Dimmed lights, cold air, desk tilled, chairs broken, window smashed and cracked.

Walls filled with hundreds of books and vines skimming the up the walls and hard wooden floors covered with leafs.

She gently walks in and chills run up her spine and her feet quietly smack the ground.

A gust of wind swoops in and frighten her, she jump in the air and lets out a scream.

When she caught her breath she settled down and wander around.